- and to the friend that didn't wish me a happy Mother's Day because Mother's Day was in March in his country - (although I don't know why that would prevent him from wishing me a happy Mother's Day in May, seeing as how it was Mother's Day to me, an American. Oh well.)
I had a really great Mother's Day!
John took the baby to the store and bought me some red roses first thing in the morning. Just taking the baby to the store with him was thoughtful. I got out of bed and had my morning coffee with my lap all to myself - which was kind of nice for a change. Then, he made French Toast for breakfast. This was really a treat.
The kids had made me things at school - book-type presents where they wrote things about me. These kinds of projects are always delightful to read. Daddy also helped them put together a little wooden stool for me.
We went to church and heard a message - about mothers - from our missionary to Quebec City, Tim Vermilyea. It was really neat. He went through biblical descriptions of motherhood. One of them he cited was the apostle Paul!
But we were gentle among you, just as a nursing mother cherishes her own children. (1 Thess. 2:7)
We came home and I played catch with the baseball and my 11 year old son. I then put on roller-blades for the second time in my life (I promised my 9 year old daughter that I would learn how to roller-blade this summer). This probably provided much humorous entertainment for the surrounding neighbors. What a sight it must be to see me on roller blades! Scary.
Then, we "ordered out" for Chinese food. Or - as Matthew would say: we had Chinese "take-away." John picked it up and we all ate peacefully around the table.
It was a wonderful day ... the best Mother's Day I have ever had!